Luyện nghe bài hát Load-Out

Now the seats are all
Let the take the stage
Pack it up and tear it
They're the to come and last to leave
Working for minimum wage
They'll set it up in another

Tonight the people so fine
They there in line
And when they got up on feet
They the show

And was sweet
But I can hear the
Of slamming doors and chairs
And that's a they'll never know

Now roll cases out and lift them amps
them trusses down and get 'em up them ramps
'Cause it comes to moving me
You know, you are the champs

But when that last guitar's been packed
You know that I still to play
So just make you got it all set to go
Before you for my piano

But the on the bus
And they're to go
We've got to drive all
And do a show in Chicago or Detroit, I don't

We do so shows in a row
And these towns all look the
We just pass the in the hotel rooms
And 'round backstage
Till lights come up and we hear that crowd
And we why we came

Now we got and Western on the bus
R&B, we got Disco in eight tracks and in stereo
We've got Rural and Magazines
got Truckers on the CB

And we've got Richard on the video
We got time to think of the ones we
While the miles roll
But the only that seems too short
Is the time we get to play

People you've got the over what we do
You can sit there and
Or you can us through
along, sing the song
You know you can't go wrong

'Cause when that morning sun comes beating
You're going to up in your town
But be scheduled to appear
A thousand miles from here